'annnnnd...WE'RE DONE!' i exclaimed, as i plopped the last box from the last room onto the pile of boxes we compiled. i heaved a sigh of relief as i sat myself down onto a box without hesitation.
who the fuck cares if the box breaks because of my heavy ass? it deserves it anyway.
jimin came into the room shortly as i saw him wiping the sweat off his forehead. both of us were sweating a lot, and the room being so fucking stuffy wasn't helping either.
not to mention, there was no air conditioner or even a goddamn fan in here. i could cook a bloody egg in here.
jimin walked closer towards me. i thought he was going to take a seat on the box next to mine, so i shifted my box a little bit aside to make space for him.
but he suddenly stopped before sitting down.
i looked at him quizzically as he looked back at me as though he was asking for permission.
